Meg watched and then took a step up to Aruraliel, reached out, and tried to ruffle at his hair. He was the ultimate sin and, well, even if he wasn't "hers" she could not be more proud.
"You little hell raiser," she grinned. "Castiel doesn't know jackshit about nothing normal, or abnormal. He doesn't get it. I refuse to believe the Winchesters could ru--no, no I take that back."
Pizza man.
"Well, at least you had one of your parents," Meg consoled. "I'm sorry they're not here. I'm not sure what to make of this, frankly."